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Abingdon, Oxfordshire – The Next Day
‘What happened then?’ Rafi said.
They were sitting in the car park at Wickes looking like any other couple who might be debating the relative merits of installing an induction hob over a gas range. A family in the next car were loading up a Ford Galaxy with flat-packs. Nearby, strapped into a pram, a toddler was yowling.
‘Let’s go somewhere quieter.’ Rafi pressed the ignition on the car and started to nose it out of the car park.
‘Rafi, it was Benny. I’m sure of it – ’
‘Just give me the facts,’ Rafi interrupted, frowning as he pushed into the traffic going towards the city centre.
‘As soon as I caught up with them, I was careful, I kept my distance and it wasn’t difficult because although he was hurrying her, he had a bag in one hand – heavy,
